vineri, septembrie 3

"Come in out of the rain", thou sayest, but thou never step'st aside..
And I am trapped, I'm trapped
A distance there is...

My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.
When thou thy tears hast hidden, "Come back!", thou sayest -
There I soon am to be - but how am I to run, when my bones, my heart
Thou hast me bereft!

After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths
The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,
Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately pushed aside...

A distance there is...

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